Absent For A Bit ....

I am away for a little while working on a few or more episodes for The Adventures of My Space Alien Alter Ego story ... will return (to Earth) soon!

Notice: Blogger has screwed up and lost a bunch of photos out of my blog! They are replaced with a gray silhouette of a human head. I will eventually get them replaced with the correct photo, it may take a while to find and fix everything. So some of my stories don't make much sense without their photos, sorry for the inconvenience.



Once You Go Fret, It's Best To Forget

My friend shared the results of the Facebooq app called:
What is your American Indian Name?

My friend put in his name and got:

Frets about red woman

My Response: So, let's see, a fret is that metal strip on a guitar's neck that changes the musical sound by a half note. And there are several of them, so frets plural would be correct. Red is the color of embarrassment. Oooh, I'm so close to figuring this one out, if I just understood 'woman'.

Of course he used a Facebook app, and so I tested other online apps for generating American Indian names from your current name and came up with the following:

Wahchinksapa Adahy

"Wise one who lives in the woods"

I am thinking, hmmm, completely different results, obviously a different tribe, different language.

I also found his Pilgrim Name: Hester Chilton

It s'pposedly means "A pilgrim is a wanderer with purpose"

He responded by saying his wife is a redhead.

My response about the visual display of the app result: I like how they made it look all authentic, printed out the message on what appears to be naugahyde with edges made by pinking shears.

Further thoughts regarding the Pilgrim name:
A) Isn't a Chilton manual what you get to work on your vehicle?
B) I wonder if the word "womanual" eXists?

I am also thinking that that "fret equals metal piece around neck" could indicate the kind of jewelry you are s'pposed to get her for a Christmas present. It was frets, so buy at least two, so go ahead and get three if you have been below average on the naughty/nice scale.

His wife responded: I like this man. Listen to him.


Julie DeMille said...

Your words are like a labyrinth, I turn a corner not knowing what I'll find next. I like it.

esbboston said...


Julie Hutchinson said...

Yes, like Alice, you never know where you'll end up. I get it and so does Olga.

esbboston said...

You wind up with new jewelry. Writing is so much fun! I like the serendipity.

Mia said...

I'd rather see something with Indian Indian names.

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